He restores my soul...

Some of the most powerful words were written in the midst of turmoil.
God breathes life in the presence of death. He promises hope in the face of fear.
He restores my soul.

March can be a challenging month for me, but God has never failed to meet me here.
Painful anniversaries....painful memories....heartache...questions...God is there.
He restores my soul.

"The Lord is my Shepherd,

I shall not be in want.

He makes me lie down in green pastures,

He leads me beside quiet waters,

He restores my soul.

He guides me in paths of righteousness

for His name's sake.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,

for you are with me;

your rod and your staff,

they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

You anoint my head with oil;

my cup overflows.

Surely goodness and love will follow me 

all the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

Psalm 23

Here's to feasting in the very presence of pain and darkness. May my cup overflow when everything around seems parched and dry.

May His goodness and love follow me; may they pursue me the way a thirsty animal pursues a water brook. May my heart be overwhelmed in it's pursuit for Him.

May my dwelling place be none other than the very presence of God today. 

He restores my soul. 

Blessings

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